MsCezanne's Odyssey

After her tiny roommates had finished tarting themselves up and headed out for their Friday night dancing, Karen took over the kitchen. She had been comfortable over eating in front of them for a while now, but she still liked to have the place to herself when putting together a truly spectacular meal.

Her Friday feasts were becoming bigger and bigger, she could feel that she was getting close to the size that Michael would finally appreciate. She'd also noticed that Andrea was having more and more trouble dancing. Karen would be ready!

Just as she finally sat down to eat, Sophie, one of her roommates came into the kitchen. Sophie had seen Karen eating her big meals a few times before, but this was the first time she'd come in on a Friday night. Karen stopped and stared for a moment, not sure what to say. Finally she invited Sophie to sit down.

Sophie had twisted her ankle earlier at the gym, and was going to keep off it for the night to see if it felt any better in the morning. She hated not going dancing with the girls, but she couldn't remember the last time she'd had a real sit down dinner either.

Karen and Sophie chatted as they ate the food that Karen had prepared. Karen was a little upset that Sophie was eating her food, but Karen enjoyed having company for a change, she just wasn't popular among her roommates any more.

Sophie went to the hospital the next day and found out that her twisted ankle was a serious sprain, and she'd have to stay off it for a month or so.

Friday night became an informal dinner night for the two girls. Karen would whip up a large dinner for the two of them to share while they talked about their week. Outside of Friday night Sophie ignored Karen as any of the other girls did, but that was fine by Karen, she understood peer pressure.

As Sophie's ankle regained its strength Karen was worried she would lose her friend again. Luckily this coincided with Karen eclipsing Andrea for Michael's attention. Karen was happy that she could now spend Friday with Michael rather than Sophie!

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Karen loved showing up early at the club on Thursdays. Tim, the bartender, always had a table setup for her with a huge dinner. While the staff got the club ready for the evening she'd eat up, and Tim would come by to chat when he had a few spare moments.

By the time she was finally done eating the club was alive with music and dancing. People were drinking, eating, and having a great time. Everyone always kept an eye on her, looking forward to when she would finally get up and dance.

Finally finished eating, Karen slowly made her way up to the risers to dance. She was so full, she had to move carefully. Ideally she wouldn't be so full when she ate, but she found that if she didn't eat enough before dancing, she was more focused on what others were eating rather than her dancing. Being full was a problem when she danced, but being hungry was a bigger problem. She took her time ascending the steps. She was used to going slowly now, if she tried to hard she'd wear herself out before dancing.

When Karen was finally in position she began to dance lightly. Her body needed time to warm up now. If she tried too hard too quickly, she would tire out too quickly, or even lose her balance, as she was always somewhat larger than last week, and it took time to adjust.

There were times Karen couldn't believe that someone her size could dance, much less put on the spectacular show that riveted everyone's attention. But while dancing she was always aware of the ever growing Melissa, and the recently shrunk Andrea who were ready to take her dancing crown at a moment's misstep. Karen always had Michael's attention when her dance was in full fling, but his attention wandered while she warmed up, or if she had to stop dancing before the other girls.

Just as Karen reached the point she knew she couldn't go on, she took a peek at Melissa and Andrea. Their smiles had faded too, even if they weren't stopping yet, they would shortly. Karen slowed down and gently lowered herself from the riser, her heart pounding and her breath heaving.

As she approached Michael's table she realised he had someone sitting with him. It was Sophie!

Karen blurted out, "Sophie? What are you doing here? You're not fat!"

Sophie smiled to Karen, then smiled at Michael, "Maybe not compared to you, twinkle toes, but I've been stealing your clothes for a month now."

Sophie stood up and twisted around. The clothes were pretty tight on her, and, now that she looked, Karen realised that Sophie had gained quite a bit of weight. She also noticed that Michael was noticing Sophie's weight.

Labels: ffa, fiction, Karen, Michael, weight gain